So to start my work day off right today I had an old bag come up to my register waving an item in the air holding onto a bunch or papers with it. Where I work we get MANY people coming up from the pharmacy paying for things and then before leaving buying something at the front on their way out and 9 times out of 10 they will wave it in your face. So anyway she comes up waiving some Prevacid in the air with a bunch of slips attached with it. She sits it on the counter on one side and puts a pop down right by the scanner on the counter and says ‘And this’ so I ring her pop up out and put it in a bag along with her Prevacid and the millions of Catalina coupons that print off after a transaction. All of a sudden she snaps at me saying ‘Did you ring all my stuff up!?!?’ Then has the balls to call me a dingbat after she says this. So at this point after hearing her tone and having her call me that I’m ready to grab her double chin that’s tucked under her coat and slap her ugly chipmunk face into the counter. So calmly I explain and apologize right away that it was a misunderstanding and I had thought she already paid for that item at the pharmacy due to her waiving it in my face with a bunch of slips along with it and sitting it away from the scanner. But she wasn’t gonna have any of it and continues to rant on about how ‘I didn’t pay for it and here you are putting it in my bag…I’m the customer I shouldn’t be having to tell you how to do your job and your the one behind the counter.’ And blah blah blah and she just keeps going on and on and on through the whole damn transaction. So I just decide to ignore the old bitch and give her the death glare the whole time. She finally gets done and I start ringing up the customer behind her and I continue to ignore her and she just stands by the door a few seconds looking at me like she was gonna say something else to me. Then she finally waddles her fat ass out the door. Never had I wanted to yell have a great day and please try and drive yourself off the road on your way home. These fuck tards that we deal with on the daily at jobs like this don’t get the fact that misunderstandings happen and if you don’t communicate with us as well and assume we are gonna know about everything you have and haven’t paid for then shit happens. Even after I apologized and tried to explain and you call me names and be rude and rant on during your whole transaction it’s gonna make me wanna tell you to go fuck off. And to top it all off this lady has a daughter that lives right next to me and I don’t think she recognized me…and even if she did the next time I see her I just light run her ass over with my car. Wooooops. What a misunderstanding that will be.